| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | Seaconnet at Midnight | | By George Shepard Burleigh (1821–1903) |
| | | UP the black rocks the inky waters fling | |
| Their ponderous coils, a slow, majestic weight, | |
| Strong without rage, without convulsion great, | |
| Like the calm breathing of some giant thing | |
| Lifting a continent on the measured swing | 5 |
| Of his broad bosom. The dim cliffs dilate | |
| In gloomy grandeur, and plunge down to sate | |
| Their caverned jaws in this wide weltering, | |
| As if they too were riding, like the ships, | |
| Fixed to their moorings only! Black alike | 10 |
| The sea that climbs and sullen crag that dips,— | |
| Save where they meet and crumble more than strike; | |
| There pallid gleams illume their foaming lips, | |
| Making the darkness wan as moonlight in eclipse! | | | | |
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